Dousing Flame.
Heavenly winds swept vast and mighty, and firelight surged into the sky.
Faint fluctuations of divine abilities stirred within the treasure hall at the mountain's highest point, sending out currents of fiercely hot fire qi. Streams of flowing fire became Crimson Cicadas, clinging to the Flint Branch and lending it an even more extraordinary air.
Inside the hall.
The three took their seats, each wearing a smile.
"Please wait a little, fellow Daoists. My master is refining pills and will need another quarter of an hour before coming here."
Pingxiu sat in the principal seat. Though his face looked young, his hair was entirely silver. He had changed into a sandalwood-red Daoist robe, and the faintly revealed presence of his Purple Mansion Middle Stage cultivation was quite remarkable.
"Sorry for troubling the Great True Person. Dousing Flame has helped our lineage so much that we truly find it difficult to repay."
Liu Xiaowen felt rather embarrassed to trouble this lineage yet again.
"Not at all. There will be plenty of occasions for us to help one another in the future."
Pingxiu spoke calmly, with a faint smile, then looked toward the yellow-eyed youth in black array robes beside him.
"Fellow Daoist Ominous Portent governs White Cang. We can certainly maintain closer ties in the future."
"The Western Sea has been unsettled, making it difficult for me to get away. I have been remiss in my courtesy; please forgive me, Senior."
Xu Fayan smiled warmly without neglecting his manners. His seat of governance was in White Cang, which was not far from Dousing Flame, so there would be ample opportunities for visits.
Great True Person Jingying had yet to emerge from seclusion, so they sat there drinking tea and exchanging a few casual remarks, quite at ease.
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